Lurkin’ (tro)

[Verse 1: Ruthless Rob]
As I'm lurkin' through the alley, suddenly I get a rush
Now I'm lookin' for a bitch to kill (Bitch to kill, yeah)
Thoughts runnin' through my mind, doctors tellin' me I'm fine
Now I don't even know what's real (What's real, yuh)
I spark another cigarette underneath the moonlight and blow the smoke up in the sky (In the sky, yuh)
Watch it hover up above, everybody that I love in the end is all gonna die (Is all gonna die, yuh)
I got a never-ending hatred in my heart, blunt spark, exhale deep from my black soul (From my black soul, yuh)
Come equipped with a rusty-ass chainsaw blade, stick it in and out your bloody asshole (Asshole, yuh)
Voices in my head got me lurkin' in the streets, now I'm feelin' like a no-good creep (No-good creep, yuh)
Somethin' like a freak, sneak peek of a wolf dressed up in the clothin' of a sheep

[Chorus: 2-Face]
Murder by the numbers, count 'em, one, two, three
Lurkin' through the city with my machete
Serial killers, name 'em A through Z
Blendin' in with people, I am nobody

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob]
You know I'm lurkin', I'm creepin'
You know I'm searchin', I'm seekin'
It's quite disturbin' 'cause frequently
I will murder, don't speak to me (Yeah!)

[Verse 2: 2-Face]
Nightmare on my street, blood up on the bedsheets
Leavin' trails of red skeet, slabs of human meat
Bound and gagged to a seat, shackled down to your feet
Call me the Castle Freak, another victim every week
Stab, stab, stab! Stab you to the beat
She was a dime piece, anorexic, so petite
So sour and sweet, without her, I'm incomplete
Hide the body discrete, another family grieves
I sharpen my teeth like razor blades
I turn your heart into a spade, sleepin' with the mermaids
I'm the killer of the decade, home invade (Home invade)
Your anatomy displayed, incision by the blade
Lifeless, decayed, memories slowly fade
At the funeral the priest begins to pray
Heavenly Father, forgive me for all my sins
Wash, rinse, repeat and I'm at it again

[Chorus: 2-Face]
Murder by the numbers, count 'em, one, two, three
Lurkin' through the city with my machete
Serial killers, name 'em A through Z
Blendin' in with people, I am nobody

[Post-Chorus: Ruthless Rob]
You know I'm lurkin', I'm creepin'
You know I'm searchin', I'm seekin'
It's quite disturbin' 'cause frequently
I will murder, don't speak to me (Yeah!)